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Chapter 72 The Waste

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not targeting you or having any objections to you."

Looking at his face that was changing color, Chen Feng chuckled, "I asked you these questions just to make you understand that although you and my mother have started a family, you don't have to feel guilty about me or make up for anything because I don't need it."

"I will make money by myself. I will not bother the people in my family, including you, my biological father and my mother." Chen Feng pinched the lid of the teacup, let the heat cover his vision, and whispered, "You only need to be kind to my mother, I won't worry about you."

Zou Taibao was silent for a while and said, "You are still studying after all, I..."

"Don't underestimate me, and don't make excuses that I'm young and can't find a job. If I want to make up for it with money, I will look down on you." Chen Feng put the teacup next to his mouth and took a sip, "You see it. When I rushed into the door yesterday, I put away the things I put away."

"You..." Zou Taibao hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"It's okay, the matter has passed. I have already agreed with the person above that I deserve it. There is a lot of money inside, so I'm not short of money now." Chen Feng leaned back on the chair and squinted his eyes, "You don't have to worry that I'm going astray because of money, it's not necessary."

After Chen Feng saw through his thoughts, Zou Taibao was not uncomfortable, but just sighed, "Since you said that, I won't interfere more. I hope you don't get too close to Xiongzi and the others. After all, your world is different, and you are still very young."

"I don't understand why you have such a big opinion on them, but... forget it." Chen Feng originally wanted to say something good for Uncle Song and Uncle Xiong, but then he thought that he was considered to be with Uncle Xiong at this time, and if he talked too much, he would not explain clearly.

"Actually, if you don't look for me, I will go to you in a few days." Chen Feng's head turned quickly, and he felt that the atmosphere was a little cold, so he changed the subject.

"Oh? Is there anything wrong? Let's talk about it." Zou Taibao seemed very happy, his tone was a little cheerful. He and Chen's mother were together in Chen Feng's junior high school. It was not until now that he had made it clear. He was forced to do so. After all, Chen's mother's belly was big.

Chen Feng's grades were good, but because his parents divorced, he later declined sharply and did not even pass the No. 1 Middle School. Chen's mother kept blaming herself and often cried in front of him. He felt uncomfortable. At this time, he only hoped to help Chen Feng and make Chen's mother happier.

"Actually, I just have a preliminary idea. You know I have a large amount of cash in hand now. I think..." Chen Feng slowly told the plan that he had been thinking about for a long time little by little, and waited until the tea was cold.

"I didn't expect that you have such great ambitions." Zou Taibao exclaimed. He had never thought about what Chen Feng said, but now it was revealed from an 18-year-old boy. He was really shocked and felt even more complicated.

"According to what you said, I'm afraid even if I add me, it's not enough." He thought for a while, frowned and said, "Unless you want to pull that boy Song Jiaxin into the water?"

"So, I hope you can meet, it's best to make some misunderstandings clear." Chen Feng said directly without concealing his financial support and your prestige in Star City, I am very sure to succeed."

Before he could speak, Chen Feng continued, "Think about it, how much will it benefit once my plan is successful? If you don't think about it for yourself, you have to think about my unborn brother or sister. You have two sons, and you are not married now, and you are under great pressure, I understand."

"Even if you work hard on the boat every day, you may not be able to afford several houses. Apart from the wedding house of your two sons, you must have one. You can't rent a house outside like you do now, let alone a small one to come out."

After a few words, Zou Taibao was a little moved, but what Chen Feng said was really unacceptable to him. Success will naturally have many benefits, but if you fail, then...

"I haven't talked about this with Uncle Song yet. You can think about it carefully. If you have a decision, you can call me." Chen Feng said very seriously. "Also, you'd better know what I'm talking about with you alone. Even your brother or my mother, don't talk. If the consequences are unpredictable, you know that there are many capable people in this small town."

"I understand." Zou Taibao nodded.

"Okay, that's all we have to say. I'm going to the hospital to pick up people, so I'll leave first. I'll go back to have dinner when I have time. My mother is an elderly mother now, so you have to pay attention." Chen Feng left after saying that.

Zou Taibao looked at Chen Feng's back blankly, and remembered his instructions in his ears, and he was suddenly a little amused. Who is this kid? He looks like a little adult...

There are five hospitals in Xingcheng, one public, two Chinese medicine hospitals, and two sub-hospitals. Chen Feng is going to the public people's hospital in Xingcheng. It is located on the west side and not far from the lake. Of course, what we are talking about here is a straight line, but in fact it still has to take a long way.

When the car enters the hospital gate, you can see a newly built inpatient building of more than ten floors. It is said that it is a complex building specially built with funds last year. The specific floors belong to specific departments, such as surgery, on the sixth to eighth floors.

Chen Feng called Uncle Xiong before entering the elevator. After knowing that Uncle Hai was on the ward number on the seventh floor, he got into the elevator with the crowd.

"Uncle Hai!"

Standing quietly at the door, Chen Feng shouted with a smile.

The ward of four people was decorated with plain white. There was a small cabinet next to the bed, and there was a row of warning roofs and callers on the wall at the head of the bed. On the opposite wall was a large-screen TV. Uncle Hai was half-sitting and half-lying leaning against the bed, watching the TV.

Hearing Chen Feng's scream, he didn't look back and said, "Yeah, here you come."

"If you don't come, I'm afraid you'll scold me." Chen Feng walked over with a joke, found a stool and sat down and said, "Is the TV good? Do I want me to buy a TV for you?"

"Do you think I'm so poor that I can't even afford to buy a TV?" Uncle Hai looked at him angrily and said.

"Of course not. I know it's Uncle Xiong who is stingy and doesn't let him pretend, right?"

"What are you talking nonsense..." Uncle Hai said a little displeased, "Don't think that just by saying these words can cover up the fact that I knocked me out. I have been in the martial arts world for so many years, but I have never suffered such a loss. Hum, hold my breath!"

"Hehe, it's me wrong, it's me wrong, anyway, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Uncle Hai ignored his begging for mercy and sighed, "I just feel that I'm useless. At that critical moment, I not only can't help you, but I also have to worry about you, and I feel like a useless person."

Chen Feng was silent immediately, and he felt bitter in his heart.

Uncle Hai is right. Since he practiced the first move on the knife technique chart, Chen Feng understood that Uncle Hai's body was in trouble. To be precise, there was a big problem with his right hand.

It is not surprising to think about it. Even Chen Feng has suffered many injuries such as strains, fractures, tearings and other injuries during the contact process. Uncle Hai has practiced for so long and must have suffered more serious injuries than himself.

But Chen Feng didn't expect it to be so serious. Uncle Hai's hand not only had myalgia and spasms, weak fingers, but also intermittent stiffness and tremors. Simply put, Uncle Hai was like having Parkinson's. His right hand always trembled, and there was pain in his arm muscles and inside his fingers.

Such Uncle Hai is uncomfortable even if he clenches his fists, how could Chen Feng let Uncle Hai take the risk and knock him out of helplessness?

"Uncle Hai, don't say that, I..."

"People should be brave enough to face difficulties, illness, disasters, etc. on the road of life. If you escape, you will not only appear cowardly, but will be accompanied by shadows in the future." Uncle Hai said softly, "This is the truth I have learned in half my life, so you don't have to say anything good to comfort me. When I am obsessed with learning knife skills, I already thought of this ending."

Chen Feng felt like he was stuck in his throat and couldn't even speak.

"Don't worry about what happens to me. Although my hands are useless, it's okay to take care of myself. I don't have to go out to compete with others. It doesn't matter whether my knife skills are there or not, but I feel relaxed." Looking at Chen Feng, Uncle Hai smiled.

"What makes me most happy is that it found you, the master. I know the best how difficult the sword technique is to practice. However, when I was young, I didn't know the tricks and practiced randomly. It caused me to have only been able to reach the threshold for so many years. You entered the door in just over ten days, and your talent is enviable."

"Uncle Hai, don't worry, I won't let it go..."

"Don't say so much is useless," Uncle Hai raised his hand and interrupted him, "I don't have so many requests. Even if you lose it one day, it's nothing. It was stolen by me. I just hope that when you practice it all, it will be a feast for me."

"I can do it, don't worry!" Chen Feng said solemnly.

After saying some heart-to-heart words, the two of them became much closer. In the following time, they just talked casually, waiting for Uncle Xiong to arrive. During this period, Chen Feng found an excuse to go out to see the doctor and asked Uncle Hai's physical condition.

After detailed inquiry, Chen Feng felt relieved after learning that his body was not seriously injured. Unfortunately, Uncle Hai’s feet were no longer cured. He needed careful care for his hands and massaged his muscles, which may relieve some symptoms.

The doctor told Chen Feng that Uncle Hai's hand disease was intermittent. Although there was nothing now, it would cause it once it was too much. Then the pain would be unbearable and very painful.

At this time, Chen Feng also remembered the situation when he was entangled in Uncle Hai, and slapped himself in a little annoyed manner. It must have been the time when he was pestering, which caused these symptoms of Uncle Hai, so that it is only now...
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